Honestly, if I knew we could just copy and paste old reviews and pawn them off as daily entries in a blog, I’d have a lot more daily entries under ma belt! In quite possibly the most heinous manoeuvre from a respected journalist, Marty’s latest column was just a rehash of an old review. Which ye should read btw, it’s a braw review of a braw show.

Editors Note – I was asked…no, I’ll rephrase that, I was ORDERED to accompany this piece with various candid shirtless snaps of Davey with a replica Intercontinental Title belt. I will not be doing this, because Snapmare Necks isnae a fuckin scudbook. We’re a tasteful site, aside from all the swearing, references to death, references to lewd sexual acts, references to weird bondagey shit, a few begging letters from me to Lana, asking if she’ll bite my earlobe aff and spit it at me, and well…ye get the picture, but one thing we do NOT do is nudity. So Davey mate……see this middle finger? Naw well, of course ye cannae, but ye can SWIVEL OAN IT ANYWAY.

Enjoy Daveys latest thing though. I will be undermining him in italics as usual.

I love the Intercontinental Championship. I love the belt, the way it looks, I love the wrestlers that have held it, I love a lot of the matches that were held for it. But it’s a fuckin piece a shite now. A silly wee toy belt for Kofi Kingston tae hand oot tae other wrestlers who will in turn accomplish nuhin. In ma heid they can give world title tae aw the big guys that look good and sell merch, but the IC belts the REAL yin. The wrestlers belt. The one that cunts on the cusp of main event status feud for. Why not create an IC scene wae Ziggler, Barrett, Sandow, Fandango, Del Rio, Cesaro aw havin storylines and rivalries and generally giein a fuck about it? Why not have a ladder match for it? Steel Cages?With the WH belt absorbed intae the WWE one, the IC belt should have took it’s place as an almost main event.

MS (Editor, all round chief/good cunt) – This focusses more on a wrestling related subject and not hating me, so my bits in italics will not occur often, unless he tries tae make oot like I wasn’t at this show with him. Oh he done that in the very first sentence? Sound. His career is OVER.

Recently, I attended the Glasgow leg of WWE’s Wrestlemania Revenge tour. It was always my intention to pen a review and have it featured on Snapmare Necks, until Martin and I had a misunderstanding and I was unceremoniously dismissed from the blog. Truth be told, I wasn’t going to divulge this information, but I haven’t been on the roster of writers for the blog in a long time. Any blog post I’ve written I have had to purchase the bandwidth from Martin and pay for my words to be featured. So I will be using my spot today to include a short review of my experiences at WWE’s live event.

Martin Smith (aka the fuckin boss) – Puttin this up cause its funny, but he also attempts to assassinate my character on numerous occasions and I will not be fucking standing for that, so I’ll be addressing the various bits of this which attack me, in wee bits I’ll put in italics for funsies. Enjoy Daveys words but.

So aye, basically I’ve been telt that if I don’t start writing regularly, I’m gonnae lose my posishe to a new start. As much as I disagree with literally every one of martins methods, I have to respect him for this. He doesn’t play favourites. My Extreme Rules 2014 review is the most viewed post on the entire blog, I’m his best pal, and I still don’t have an automatic spot for life.